Tom: E
Introdução:
Gm C
She packed my bags last night pre-flight
Gm C
Zero hour, nine a.m.
Eb Bb Eb F
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
Gm C
I miss the earth so much, I miss my wife
Gm C
It's so lonely out in space
Eb Bb Eb F
On such a timeless flight
{x2}
Bb Eb
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
Bb
'Till touch down brings me round again to find
Eb
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Bb C
Oh no, no, no, I'm a rocket man
Eb Bb
Rocket man, burning out his fuse up here alone
(+Eb between Choruses)
Gm C
Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids
Gm C
In fact it's cold as hell
Eb Bb Eb F
And there's no one there to raise them, if you did
Gm C
And all this science I don't understand
Gm C
It's just my job, five days a week
Eb Bbquick Eb F
A rocket man, a rocket man
Chorus {x2 again}